In Pigskinizations, L.D. Brodsky’s seventh book of short fictions, a potpourri of functionally dysfunctional characters assembles itself for public inspection: a married man with a snoring problem, who finds complete bliss on his porch; a couple who’ve found separation to be the secret to the perfect marriage, and another, who prematurely celebrate the termination of their ant infestation; an apartment dweller who has a commuter train running through his bedroom; an evangelical peddler of insecticide and a traveling salesman purveying marital aids to a drug-addled poet; a college student with an arousing tattoo; an animal lover who revels in walking his pet boa constrictor; and two men who see themselves for what they really are — an ape and a dinosaur. And through six of the stories, Brodsky’s foul-mouthed, language-butchering auto-assembly-line worker survives the K-Y2 viral, to celebate Nude Year’s Eve and the Stupor Bowl 34 x 2 +1 victory of his hometown St. Louis Cardinal Rams.
